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Last chapter got such an excess of love that I was planning on replying to everyone and reading everyone's fics and the usual but then I figured that the best reply would be a new chapter!
So here it is, hope it doesn't disappoint!
Warning: I did happen to make some characters in this chapter a little AU. Okay, so not so much the people as it is this excessive amount of lip action would probably never happen. But screw the rules! Yay snarky revenge-esque lip action! ;-D
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I woke up feeling much happier the next morning. I brushed my hair, brushed my teeth, put my uniform on(thankfully), and headed down into the common room.
So I'm frolicking down the steps. All perfectly happy, Dean and Seamus are playing wizard's chess, Harry's reading a book by the fire, I'm all tra-la-la-ling around when BAM it hits me, I whirl around quickly and there's Ron and Hermione sitting on the couch.
And no, they aren't just sitting there like normally people…they are all cuddled up and holding hands and whispering. And there he goes, oh god, he's leaning in. AAAAHHH! My brother and Hermione are sitting on the couch holding hands and kissing. This is so wrong.
I can feel myself unable to tear my eyes away, it's like watching a bad broom collision. My body is involuntarily dragging me in their direction, bile rising in my throat. Hey! Maybe I'll puke on them! That would make things interesting.
I'm getting closer and closer to the couch as if in a trance when all of a sudden a pair of hands grabs me out of nowhere and pulls me back.
"I know the feeling," Harry says, pulling me away from them, "They've been at it the whole morning."
"I think I'm going to hurl," I proclaim, clutching my aching stomach.
Harry laughs appreciatively and shakes his head in agreement.
"I don't know what's gotten into them. This is totally uncharacteristic," Harry says.
"They've been beating around the bush about liking each other for 5 years now, and now they're all of a sudden randomly making out? In front of the whole common room!" I shout quietly, "This is totally wrong in so many ways."
"I know, it's kind ofstarting to creep me out," Harry says, his glasses sliding down his nose as he looks in their direction.
"I've got to get out of here," I reply, my head starting to spin in nausea, "Thanks for stopping me, I think. I have a feeling it wouldn't have ended well if I actually did go over there."
"What are friends for?" Harry says with a grin, returning to his book.
I quickly exit via the Fat Lady and breathe a breath of fresh air. I'm walking towards the Great Hall when all of a sudden I see an extremely familiar brunette head of hair.
"Hey Handsome," I say sneaking up from behind.
"What's up, Freckles?" Blaise replies turning around and grinning at me.
"Other then the overwhelming feeling of nausea from watching Ron and Hermione kissing, nothing," I respond, clutching my head in pain.
"Don't worry," Blaise says, smirking as always, "You'll thank me later."
"Thank you? Why would I thank….oh," I say, looking up at him wide-eyed, "What did you do to them!"
"It was Draco's plan," he replies with a nonchalant shrug, "I merely played matchmaker and gave them a manipulative shove in the right direction."
"You did this!" I yell, slapping his arm, "What, Draco's revenge for the baby pictures is to try and make me puke to death?"
"Not quite," Blaise said giving me a 'watch this' grin.
"Hey Weasley!" Blaise shouts over my shoulder at Ron and Hermione hand-in-hand heading to breakfast, "I'm making fun of your sister over here!"
Ron apparently didn't hear him as he just kept on smiling at Hermione.
"Weasley, your sister is dating Seamus! I caught them making out in a broom closet!" Blaise shouts again.
"Uh-huh, okay," Ron replies, his eyes never leaving Hermione's.
"Ginny here is the one that put those fake spiders in your bed last year," Blaise yells atRon.
Then hewhispers under his breath with a wink to me, "Actually that was us."
"That's nice," Ron replies, a dreamy glaze in his eyes.
"Woah," I said, shocked, "How'd you do that?"
"Art of Love, my dear," Blaise says, "It should take a good two weeks before that wears off."
"I can get away with anything without Ron peering over my shoulder and making huge fusses!" I proclaim, excitedly.
"Exactly," Blaise says, laughing at me, "Wasn't that on your list of demands for Malfoy? Get your brother off your back?"
"Oh yeah," I remember, "Wait, so Malfoy isn't still angry about the baby pictures?"
"Angry? No," Blaise says, "Out for revenge? Most definitely."
"Crap," I reply eloquently.
"Thankfully I managed to deflect most of the baby picture anger. He barely even attacked me," Blaise said smiling.
"Oh yeah, sorry about that," I say hurriedly, "So what's he planning?"
"Like I'm going to tell you," he said with a smirk.
"Why not!" I ask, putting on my best pout.
"Hello, Double agent, Remember," Blaise said, seemingly immune to the pout, "Sorry Weasley but right now I'm on Draco's side."
"Fine," I reply storming off.
"Fine," Blaise replies with a smirk, slinking off to the Slytherin dorms.
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3rd person --- somewhere in the Slytherin dorms
"I am a genius!" Draco proclaimed as Blaise came striding in.
"Yeah yeah, You've been trying to get me to believe that for years," Blaise said, flopping down on the couch with a grin.
"I hope this means you've come up with some sort of revenge for the Weasley girl, she's already getting antsy," Blaise added.
"Revenge? Hah! My plan makes revenge look like child's play. This is so good it's not even in the same playing field as revenge! This is gold," Malfoy continued, grinning somewhat psychotically.
"Draco…you're kind of starting to freak me out…" Blaise said, giving him an odd look.
"I devised a way to complete a Ginny-task and to make her life a living hell. It's genius, I promise. The only downfall is I'll actually have to touch the Weasel-girl…Oh well, it's worth it. Make sure you get a good seat at tonight's dinner, that should make everything clear," Draco replied an evilly serene smile on his pristine face.
"Five bucks says this doesn't end well," Blaise said to himself, leaning back and exasperatedly putting a hand over his eyes.
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1st Person Ginny --- Great Hall, Dinner time
So the rest of the day just kind of flew by. I avoided a little Snape, went to my charms class, did a little history homework and already I'm at the dinner—Aka: the dinner from hell.
So not only are we having some sort of weird bean-like surprise get-up but I'm just sitting there minding my own business, determinedly not eating the nastiness when I see none other than Draco Malfoy entering and walking straight towards me.
This cannot be good. I have no idea what sort of sick revenge he has up his sleeve but I have a feeling it's gong to be extremely painful. So I'm kind of ducking my head, hiding my face with my hand, and hoping that he's just taking a stroll along the Gryffindor table toenjoy the viewand not to terrorize me. But, of course not, that would be way too much to ask.
I feel him stop right behind me, breathing down my neck. So I slowly turn around and look up and, sure enough, there he is smirking that blasted smirk down at me. So I casually get up and prepare to run like hell when the prat grabs my wrists, leans down, and kisses me.
This has to be the, hands-down, weirdest moment of my life---EVER.
I hesitantly open my eyes in shock and he just whispers, "Now no-one's going to be bothering you about Potter, at least."
My jaw falls open and he just smirks and exits the Great Hall.
So…I run after him, of course, as the Great Hall erupts behind us.
"What the hell was that?" I scream, catching him in the hall outside.
"You told me I had to help you get people off your back about likingPotter," he said with a grin.
"But…But…" I said flustered, "Well wait a minute! I also told you to get Ron off my back, how do you think this is going to help that? He may not notice me and Seamus but he's definitely going to notice his greatest enemy kissing me!"
Right on cue, good old faithful Ron comes running after us, his face the color of his hair.
"GINNY WEASLEY!" he bellowed across the entire school.
"I…I love bunnies and rainbows and Hermione and little pink duckies…" Ron suddenly said, drifting into a dream-like state.
I turn and glare at Draco who gives an innocent shrug and tucks his wand back away.
"Last resort," he says, "That should happen every time he tries to yell."
"That—" I say, momentarily distracted, "Is genius…teach me how to do that…"
Just at that moment the doors to the Great Hall come bursting open and all of Gryffindor floods out on a ferocious man-hunt for me.
Draco grins (that prat) and says, "Something tells me Ron will be the least of your problems."
Then he laughs and slithers off to god knows where.
And I am faced with the oncoming tornado of red, gold, and horrid accusations.
"Ginny! I can't believe you'd do this!" "How could you betray us all like that!" "Dating the enemy?"
"Hows the sex! What….he is hot!" "This is the end of the world! A sign of the apocalypse!"
And other retarded, and completely obnoxious things. Draco Malfoy will pay.
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3rd person point of view ---- 9:05 p.m. the middle of god knows where
"I just had to do major damage control for your rep for that little stunt," Blaise said, obviously annoyed, walking in on Draco.
"Ah..It was so worth it…Well of course I'll be brushing my teeth for days, but I mean come on, did you see her face?" Draco said with a grin.
Blaise finally conceded and gave a smile, "It was pretty good. But I don't see what this exactly accomplished. It wasn't exactly revenge unless you think kissing you is really that bad."
"Hey! I take offense to that," Draco said with a smirk, "No, your missing the inner genius here Blaise. Not only is that one less obnoxious 'task' I have to fulfill but those Gryffindors are going to be bothering her for days, weeks even! I just made her life a guaranteed living hell. It's too perfect."
"Too perfect would be avoiding the major scars she's going to give you as a result of that little stunt," Blaise said, quirking an eyebrow.
"Touche," Draco said with aknowing smile, already forming defense plans in his little Slytherin mind.
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